Last Friday we showed up to Lakeview just when the Krewe of Brid was finishing their parade. We went to Chez Chef Who Dat for some Abita beer and the Chef's famous culinary confections. They all smelled like spirit gum by the way. But what was so amazing had to do with this guy named F.J.
F. J. had been drinking that night. When I first saw him he was using his arm like an elephant trunk, making elephant noises, and then explaining how the Republican Party was the only political organization with sense. I said "Good luck with that." About 1/2 an hour later the Chef got F. J. to tell the following story.
Back in high school F.J. saved his money and to spite his dad, he bought Saints season tickets where they played at the newly constructed Superdome. Well at this one important game against the Eagles the refs kept making bad calls and throwing flags against the Saints on big plays. After two bad calls in a row. F.J. (who had been drinking of course) hopped the barricade and ran on the field. He grabbed the head official and explained that his calls were killing the Saints. Saints QB Archie Manning walked up, and asked what was going on. F.J. said "It's OK Archie, I've got this." F.J. was escorted off the field and put back into the stands. I can't remember the rest of the details, but I'm sure the Saints won due in no small part to the heroics of F.J. Did I mention he was drinking? God I love this town.
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